The thing about street art is that it brings what can often be a dreary existence to life...
The city is what it is... It is bustling, it is happening and in many ways, it is alive. Just like any living thing, there are dead spots, there are spots we need to bring back to life; to heal and restore and sometimes there is no better way to do that than a little bit of colour...
I sometimes think of street art like a well placed (temporary) tattoo; one that adds something to you and is an interesting talking point. In the midst of the quotidian greys and uniform architecture, we have spots of colour that make people stop.
Sometimes they make us smile, sometimes they make us mad but they almost always make us stop. They make us think; even subconsciously sometimes and isn't that the beauty of them? No pun intended obviously...
I am Timi